Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Why did things have to turn out like that? Olivia wanted to return to the carefree life she had two years ago.

“I’m here. I’m here,” he repeated tirelessly.

Olivia knew that his tenderness would only last a fleeting moment, and she should keep a distance from him. Yet, she couldn’t help wanting to hold onto that tiny, remaining shred of his warmth.

She wondered how good everything would be if he were still himself.

When Ethan woke up at dawn, he felt someone in his arms before even opening his eyes. Despite all the alcohol he had last night, he figured that nothing would happen to him. His alcohol tolerance was high and he had great self–control.

He didn’t dare to open his eyes. He had a splitting headache and no recollection of what had happened the night before. It was only after mentally preparing himself that he gave in and opened his eyes.

Upon seeing Olivia in his arms, he sighed with relief. However, upon recalling their current situation, he had the urge to shove her off of him. Just as he was about to withdraw his arm, his gaze suddenly fell on Olivia’s face, and he stopped. When was the last time he had quietly looked at her like that?

All of their recent exchanges had been filled with tension.

Without any makeup on, her fair, snowy skin glowed. She was a little too pale. She could even be described as deathly pale.

Olivia slept on his arm with her body curled up in a ball, defensively. In the past, her limbs would be entangled with his.

A self–deprecating smile appeared on Ethan’s lips as her body language indicated that she no longer trusted him. At the thought of that, an inexplicable flame of anger ignited within Ethan and he forcefully yanked his arm away.

Olivia hurriedly opened her eyes. She was confused as she took her surroundings in. Her gaze was innocent and beautiful, like that of a kitten.